Serenity Spring

Drifting swiftly within the breeze.
An angel fairy between the trees.
Upon her wings of pure, white lace.
Soft, pink hair framing her face.

Her dress the color of fresh, grown mint.
An aura of peace, so innocent.
Lost in thought as she floats along.
Her entrancing spirit, like the dawn.

Inspiring poets who've lost their way.
Using the sunlight to chase the gray.
This gift is yours to which she'll bring.
This whimsical fairy named Serenity Spring.

This is the first of a fairy series I plan to write. I hope you enjoy it and I would love to know what you think~Holly